So, today's post is slightly selfish of me, but it raises to me an interesting possible debate.

Every year my organization holds a Drag Show, with 100% of our profits going to benefit the AIDS Resource Center of Ohio. It brings in over a thousand dollars, and it's our most popular event of the year. We fly in a notable drag queen to emcee for us, and then we have acts from numerous local talents, students, and our E-Board members, with a finale of everyone in our organization with the testicular fortitude to jump up on stage with us. Well the strangest thing happened this year... somehow I ended up on the E-Board. Crap. I have to do a number...

OK, so my first fear in this is "Oh my God I am not getting up on stage, I have huge calves that no dress can hide, I can't dance, I'm gonna look like a fool! And I'm going to do all this in a dress?!" And my second thought is "Oh my God, what number should I do? I could rock some old school Janet... ooh or what about the Yeah Yeah Yeahs? Oh, I've got it! Coin Operated Boy! Shit, I don't have a boy to BE coin operated! Oh my God, what am I doing for choreography?" (The spaz session continues, but I'll spare you the rest.)

So being me I've been talking everyone's ear off about this prospect, and met with some surprising results. First, I've been told I'd make a good drag queen... which I'm still unsure if that's a compliment or an insult. I've been told it'll be funny... sometimes that's just the message I get when I tell someone and they immediately guffaw. But I've also been told that drag is gross, and disgusting. Or creepy. Or "wrong". Um, what? I'm dressing up to put on a show to raise money for AIDS research and treatment. Lots of people do it. Birds do it, bees do it, heck even educated fleas do it (Oh my God maybe I should do THAT song!). What's wrong with drag?

The Westboro Baptist Church, for those of you who don't know, is an extremist group famous for things such as the "God Hates Fags" slogan, protesting soldier funerals, and apparently now making death chants at President Barack Obama. At this point it's hard to take these guys seriously for me really, because the only attention they get is either comical or just highlighting how extreme and out there they are. However, Kellan Baker in this article is my new hero. He put together the "Phelps-a-thon" (Phelps is the family name of those behind the WBC) which raised money as long as the WBC protesters were at the White House, netting $500 for Gays and Lesbians Opposing Violence. FANTASTIC! And to top it all off, Fred Phelps is stilled banned from the UK. I don't often get chances to say this in life, but... neener neener neener!

So tonight is my last taste of sweet, sweet freedom... the Spring Quarter starts tomorrow. This entire week I've basically gotten to spend punishing my tailbone by sitting on my butt for extended periods of time, either in bed with a book, in my computer chair vegetating over old episodes of Buffy, Xena, and the X-Men cartoon from the 90s (PS: Did I mention I'm a crazed X-Men fanboy?), or other various prone, non-contributing-to-society positions. Tomorrow also means the resumption of my duties as Vice President of Rainbow Alliance. I'm actually kind of excited to get back to work. I get to reconnect with some fresh faces I'd only begun to meet, Spring quarter is our busiest quarter for events, and I get to take Intro to Sexuality Studies, the flagship class being tested to see if Wright State should offer a Sexuality/LGBT/Queer Studies major.

There are some drawbacks however. This year we seem to be facing more trouble than usual with our campus's Christian organizations. This is not to say that Christians are anti-gay, or that the Christian students in general are anti-gay... but there has been concerning activity with the Christian organizations on my campus lately. Last quarter, we got an e-mail from a former member of the main evangelical group on campus notifying us that members of the organization routinely pray for God to strike us down and destroy us, and the President of our Christian Student Union followed our President into our organization's office one morning and told her that God came to him and told him to save her, and to top all that off the Campus Bible Fellowship organized on Ash Wednesday to confront those on campus who weren't wearing ash and asked them why they had chosen not to accept Jesus Christ as their lord and savior.